No Love Lost

I finally got another hit of my preferred drug of choice... Ink. I think about each of my pieces before I get it done so I make sure they are all meaningful. Haven't been disappointed yet.
On another random trip to South Beach, I ended up in a tattoo shop once again. This is the outcome...

Gone...

Its what u know best.... Lie, cheat & deceive...
U tell so many lies, I think I'm starting to believe.
The more I think about it, I see it's you I don't need.
No more love locked down, it's time to break free.
Free from your control, free from your reign.
Free to the heartache, free from the pain.
Free from the bullshit free from times u said you'd change.
Free from letting me down. Free from the same old same.
Do u even feel guilty or is it just another day?
U don't get tired of these games that u play?
U can apologize but that won't  make it okay.
U can wipe away my tears but it won't take them away.
What it once was may be gone but not forgotten.
Let me salvage what's left I this heart turned rotten.

Excuses

Excuse the excuses..
Many words so useless..
I would've said yes but the honest to goodness truth is...
I was only playing, never knew it'd come to THIS..
Trying to make it painless, I'm really not so ruthless..
It's sorta complicated but I'm trying to make this lucid..
Gotta let it go, this here is so stupid..
You got hit with a stray arrow, I say we just blame Cupid..
What I've been trying to say is "It's not YOU, Its ME"..
I flip flop back and forth, Ain't it plain to see?
The girl you really want is not who's lives in me..
I'll only weigh you down, just set yourself free..
I'm not the one for you, you need someone better..
That's the easy way out, no thinking of something clever..
Never answer calls, I rather write you this letter..
You want to hang out but I'm available next never..
No one is wrong, no one is right..
I say we just be cool, no need for the fight..
We just wont "BE".. Not a vision in sight..
Do your thing, be happy.. Let your jet take flight..
Excuse the excuses..
Many words so useless
My Bad...

The Journey...

U can't just tell me, u gon have to show me..
But Not too quick, explore my body slowly..
You're G5 flyin, I have a strip for u to land on..
No formal training, you gon learn this lesson Hands On..
U tell me that u want it & show me that u like it..
Come & sip this love punch, I promise not to spike it..
Slow it down then speed it up, I like this change of pace..
No hiding behind pillows, you want to see this face..
Love faces gon wild, mind blown, I'm in extasy..
I love it when u give your all while sexing me..
Turn around, toot it up. I can handle what u slangin..
Intense.. So serious, I can tell you aint playin..
Climax, there it is.. We get up & go shower..
Rest up, have a drink then back at it in an hour..

Miami Dreamin'

Miami Dreamin'. Big Baller Scheamin'.

The Money Is The Motive. The Only Know "Reason".

All Morals Lost Cuz All She Wants Is Prada.

Some Hit Big, The Rest End Up With Nada.

She Gets The Latest Scoop On Where To Be And Who To Know.

Promoters, Athletes, Vixens.. Even Other "Classy" Hoes.

Night After Night, She Hops Table To Table.

Lookin' For The Ones With The Most Expensive Labels.

She Might Luck Up If She Throws The Right Bait.

Couple Drinks, Nights Out, A Few Late Night Dates.
Little Does She Know, They Heard About Her Already.

Won't Take Her Seriously, Never Ever Goin Steady.

They Hit It And Quit It, Leave Her Up For Grabs.

She's Lucky If She Gets A Flight Or A Designer Bag.

Was It All Worth It, U Serving Pussy On A Platter,

The Butt Of All Jokes, The Cause Of The Chatter.

Oh So Sad, Another Brawd With Her Hand Out.

Get It All On Your Own, THAT'S The Way You Stand Out!

Cuffing Season Application

As the weather starts to cool off and the leaves start to change (Well... up north they're changing), cuffing season begins. The Summer Time Thirst starts to simmer down and those bathing suit brawds don't look as appealing when they're fully clothed.

Here's a little guideline to follow so that your process will be that much more easier.

S/O to @Jimmy3arly tho for the inspiration.. LOL

** Ramen noodles. Sorry.. I don't have any packs at home to spell check against. LOL

The Art Of "Hoe"...

The term "Hoe" is thrown around VERY loosely. Everyday situations, heated debates, casual convo and in tons of other cases, you or whomever you're discussing can be called a hoe. What is the REAL meaning of a hoe? If one has hoe tendencies, does that make them a hoe or just hoe-like?

This is not really a breakdown but just some of MY thoughts on a hoe.

1 - If you smash more than two people out the same click, I'd like to think that's some hoe boderline shit. I say borderline ONLY because u could've been unaware that they were ppls. But whatevs.

2 - Smashing someone when you first meet (or very soon after) them doesn't mean that you're a hoe. U just know what u want and don't feel like wasting a bunch of time. HOWEVER, if you're smashing EVERYONE you meet when you meet them, THAT is some hoe shit.

2.5 - People meet through mutual friends, exchange #'s, BBMs, DMs, whatever and after a while u feel like yall cool. Smash at your own will.

3 - IDGAF what yall say, as a female... you KNOW who u are willing (or not) to give it up to, off rip. How yall vibe after that helps determine how much of a chance he still has, if any. Just because he's cute or got alot doesn't mean its a sure thing. I personally DGAF what u have cuz it aint mine anyway. If you go all out is based on how much he cooperates.

4 - Meeting people on social sites doesn't make u a hoe... Fuckin em all does. And besides, If u can't meet people at the club, church or social sites, where the fck ya'll meeting people at?

5 - While you hoes fckin for the FREE, some hoes got smart and made a living off of it. Guess you might as well get more than a nut out of it cuz I KNOW some of these dudes can't deliver even that much.

6 - If you're fckin your homegirls BD, man, FWB, whatever, I'd like to say thats hoe shit. IDGAF how fine a nigga is, if u fckin my friend... no can do. If we don't know thats on us but once we find out... Adios.

7 - I dont believe there are THAT many people in this world who are only on one hand with their body count unless they started yesterday. Ex. A girl is 25... she started at 16... I assume she has like 12 bodies. Do the math. That alil more than two people a year. Now calculate your own shit. Thanks. Shut up.

8 - There is no specific number of people u have to smash to be a hoe. Just the circumstance and manner in which u bring about the smashage.

9 - No strings attached, Friends with benefits, or just being cutty buddies don't make you a hoe. You just dont see yourself fit for a relationship at the moment. Nothing wrong with that. Why lie? Just keep it 100. Shit, yall might end up being made for each other. lol.



Encore - Men can be hoes too. We expect yall to fck everything, even if its nothing more. We expect yall to have a phonebook full of pussy on demand. If all your homeboys keep a flock of bitches, you're kinda guilty by association. Yall do it to females so the feeling is mutual. That's just the way it is. More importantly, If you on that Marvin's Room shit... You too are a hoe, sir. Any man who interferes with another man's quantity of pussy... is a hoe. Mind your fckin business. OR if you're tellin all your homeboys the play by play down to every possession and turnover, you're a hoe ass nigga and dont deserve anymore pussy.

Play innocent all you want, they gon call u a hoe anyway. Lol.

Long story short, U can be a simple hoe or a complicated hoe but you're still a hoe nonetheless. Im not here to judge cuz I frankly don't care who you're fckin. Yo miles dont make mine go up. I know where I stand and im ok with that.

& remember... a hit dog gon hollaaaa!!!!

Hoe on Hoes!!!

(Will edit as needed)

On The Clock…

 

This is the 1st of many short stories that I just randomly started writing at work today. Nothing personal or to be taken serious. Just a little fun in the sun.

 

Each time… It was the same scenario. I’d get that text, “wait for me upstairs” and automatically go into action. Patiently waiting upstairs behind the locker room doors, I listened for the elevator. The rush was something I couldn’t get enough of. What if someone walks in? What if the cameras catch it? Right now, we really couldn’t care less. In the heat of the moment, who cares? Then… I heard the elevator doors open & couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear. I already knew what time it was. I saw his silhouette getting bigger on the other side of the frosted glass. The door crept open and he entered. As I turned around to lead the way, he switched it up. I felt his body against mine. My chest on the wall, my back to his front. One hand gripping my waist, the other on my neck. He knew that aggressive shit gets to me, QUICKLY. His lips touched my neck. With two wet kisses, he let me know he was back there. Before I could speak, my body responded….

To Be Continued…

Nail Art - Into The Wild

Inspired by page 114 in the June issue of Cosmopolitan magazine.

 This is what happens when I get bored at work. Hehe

& Then... My Heart Stopped

When I saw you, I KNEW I had to have you. Not in that sexual way but more like a friendly way. You know the kind where you can't stop singing "This could be something. Or maybe its just nothing at all....at all"??
Something you did caught my eye & I can't lie... I Loved It! Nothing Big. Just something about it was cool. Never mind who you are to THEM. I want to know you for myself... In my own special way. So - I wait. Patiently waiting to make a move. Usually I play the background. Low key. Observe. No need to be the center of attention.
Most of the time, when I see something I like, I won't say anything. Its not that I'm shy.. I just don't want to ruin my fantasy by you saying something stupid. LOL. But THIS was different. I'll take that chance.

No pressure.

No relationship talk.

Just enjoying each others company. Just good, wholesome fun.

Shortly after... We Met.

And Then... My Heart Stopped.

((Ps... This is old... & NOT about anyone specific. Just random thoughts. So with that being said... Don't try to guess or assume. Thanks in advance))